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Rhetorical
I Close My Eyes
And Her Image Pop in My Imagination...
I Cover My Ear
But I Can Listen To Her Heart Beat Calling My Name...
She Is So Far Away
Yet She Dine With My Soul...
Damn...
I Havnet Got To Meet Her
For Distance Play Major Role And I Look Like A Minor Actor...
Am I Day Dreaming Or Is It Just A Mere Imagination?
Is It That I watch So Much Romantic And Love Movies?
Or Is It That I Listen A lot To Lionel Richie And Co..?
Is This Myself Doing Or This Selfish Interest(LUST)?
Wish I Can Get Close To Her And Say All These
Then I Will Be Free From Self Conscience...
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